After the Divorce,Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Xia Qianqian's face is smiling, and she is deadlocked with grandma Xia and song, and her heart is filled with MMP. It's too tiring to do business like this. Can't you stay at the entrance of the village and rob the guests of the old Xia family all your life?

In addition to guarding the guests, Xia Qianqian also needs to burn tiles. Every time she burns tiles, she can't do without her eyes. No, she has to find a way.

Xia Qianqian's eyebrows and eyes were flowing, and soon she came up with an idea. She stood at the entrance of the village and said loudly, "my father and fellow villagers, everyone listen to me. As long as someone helps me bring the guests who buy Tiles home, they will get five Wen!"

Wuwen money leads the way. It's easy to earn! Although the villagers were afraid of the Xia family, they could not resist the temptation of money. Confused, they responded one after another: "OK, we'll help you with the guests."

Grandma Xia was so angry that she said in a vicious voice, "who dares to rob people with me?"

"Who robbed you? I asked a guide who was only responsible for looking for me, not for the Xia family. " Xia Qianqian laughs.

"That's to say, we're just leading the way for the people who are looking for the wa kiln in the state of women, and we promise that we won't take it wrong."

"If you don't agree with me, I'll argue with the county magistrate. Xia Qian didn't do anything wrong. But for some people, the tail can be clamped

“……”

The villagers hate grandma Xia. She is the first to blame. She puts her hands on her waist and stomps her feet angrily: "let's see if it's Xia's tile kiln or women's tile kiln!"

Xia Qianqian shrugged and went back to work in the field.

At the end of the day, several buyers came. However, they are all small businesses from nearby villages. The shipment volume is not large, and only a small part of the tiles stored in the field are bought.

Xia Qianqian is still worried. At this speed, when will she become rich?

"Qianqian, we have a business." Seeing that she was depressed, Liu Bo came to cheer her up.

"I want big business." Xia Qianqian pointed to the tiles in the field. "It's a big business to buy all these tiles at one time!"

There are more than a kilowatt of tiles in the field. If you can buy so many watts at one time, it must be the landlord level, right? Liu Bo said with a smile: "Qianqian, you are also worried. I thought you were calm!"

Xia Qian drooped his head: "it's almost winter. When it snows, no one will buy any more tiles, right?"

"In general, it is." Liu Bo nodded, "do we still burn tiles?"

The mud used to make tile is dug in the ground. Apart from Liu Bo's salary, there is no expenditure. But the mud in the field can't be dug for a lifetime. Xia Qian should consider for the future.

Gu Yanjing, if it was you, what would you do?

"Burn, burn!"

Suddenly Gu Yanjing's voice came from his ear. Xia Qianqian was surprised and stood up and looked around.

Where is Gu Yanjing in the vast field?

Xia Qianqian sat down with a bitter smile and continued to play with the mud: "burn! Keep burning

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In the next few days, guests came to the house from time to time. Every time the villagers help to attract a guest, Xia Qianqian pays five Wen for the guide fee.

Under the high salary, all the idle people in the village like to go for a walk at the entrance of the village, no matter young or old. What if you meet someone who is going to Wayao?

Jiang's mother also wants to make this money, but the Liang Zi she married with Xia Qian is too big, so she can only watch others make money.

Although grandma Xia, song and yang are excellent, they can't fight with each other's fists. Finally, they go home with their tails in their hands to discuss countermeasures.

Grandma Xia said, "it can't go on like this any more! That girl is too good at business. Now the people in the village are looking at her. "